He touched her hair, wrapped a thick curl around his finger. "I was thinking about nibbling on your toes."

Her eyes widened a moment, then narrowed as she traced his lips with one fingertip. "You have a thing about nibbling on toes?"

"I have a thing about nibbling on you."

"Do you?" The sultry look in her eyes sent a surge of desire to his cock. "You haven't even kissed me."

"Damn. What is wrong with me?"

"Maybe you could remedy your oversight?"

Cradling her jaw in his palm, he tilted up her face another inch. "Yeah. I think I can do that."

Julian covered her lips with his. Satiny soft, with a hint of salt and butter from the popcorn they'd eaten a short while ago. He slid his lips across hers, first one way, then the other. He heard her breath catch, felt her clutch the front of his shirt. He deepened the kiss, using his tongue to trace the seam before venturing inside. He brushed his tongue across hers, a fleeting caress, then kissed each corner of her lips before lifting his mouth from hers.

Her eyes slowly opened. Julian saw heat and longing in the green depths.

"Wow," she whispered. "It was worth the wait."

"I'm glad you think so." He ran his thumb back and forth across her chin. "Maybe we should do it some more."

She nodded. Julian wrapped both arms around her and pulled her closer to his body. Her soft breasts flattened against his chest. He longed to touch them, caress her nipples until they grew hard, suck them. He wanted to drop kisses down her stomach until he reached her mound. He wondered if he'd find red curls there or bare skin.

All the blood in his body flowed to his cock at that thought.

A whimpering moan came from Molly's throat. Still kissing her, Julian rose to one knee and gently pushed her back on the couch. He followed her down, stretching out on top of her between her legs. She wrapped her legs around his hips, which lifted her pussy to touch his rod. Julian arched his hips and pressed harder against her warmth as he drove his tongue into her mouth. She nipped the tip of his tongue, sucked it into her mouth the way she would a cock.

He expected kisses with Molly to be hot. He hadn't expected them to be explosive.

Molly's breathing became more choppy, her kisses more urgent. She tightened her knees at his hips and lifted her pelvis every time Julian pressed his cock between her thighs. His shaft grew thicker, harder, with each moan from Molly's throat.

In danger of coming inside his jeans, Julian ended the kiss. He looked into Molly's eyes, at her flushed cheeks, her pink lips. Her eyes glowed with desire.

"Don't stop," she whispered.

"I won't."

He had to kiss her once more before he rose to his knees. Molly's sweater had crept up while they'd kissed. He could see a three-inch strip of her creamy stomach. Tunneling his hands beneath her sweater, he cradled lace-covered breasts while he dropped kisses on the bare skin.

Her small breasts filled his palms perfectly. He kneaded and squeezed, tickled the hard tips with his fingers.

"Julian," she whispered, her voice ragged.

He lifted his head. "What do you need me to do?"

"Just...that. Touch me. Kiss me."

He released her breasts and tugged her leggings down far enough to expose her navel. "Where do you want to be kissed? Here?" His lips brushed her tummy again. "Here?" He swiped his tongue across her navel. "Here?" Another tug exposed the top of her lacy panties. He kissed the spot where her panties met her skin.

Julian raised his head again to see Molly with her eyes closed, her lips parted. Her breasts rose and fell with her short, rapid breaths. He caught a whiff of her arousal when she shifted her hips. If he told her he wanted to fuck her right now, he didn't doubt that she'd say yes.

He did, desperately. His cock was yelling at him to take her. Yet he didn't want to rush this first time with Molly. Her climb to the heavens should be slow, gentle, until she couldn't hold back her climax any longer and flew apart.

Julian rose to his knees once more. "Lift up." Grasping the waistband of her leggings, he pulled them past her hips. He froze for a moment when he saw her sexy panties. They were cut high up on her hips and low in the front, forming a deep V beneath her navel. The sheer fabric let him clearly see through it. There weren't any red curls.

"Damn," he muttered.

Julian lifted the leg between him and the couch so he could remove her leggings. He tossed them aside, not bothering to see where they landed, and ran his hands up the inside of her smooth legs. He continued up her body until he traveled beneath her sweater again to squeeze her breasts.

"You have an incredible body." The flick of his thumbs across her nipples produced a long moan from Molly. "Your skin is so soft." He leaned down, placed his nose between her thighs and inhaled deeply. "God, you smell good."

"Julian, please touch me."

He placed his thumb on her clit and rubbed it through the fabric "Like this?"

"No." She took his hand and pushed it inside her panties. "Like this."

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